Home

I used to think home was a place

Solid ground where your roots could grow

A place that no matter how far you are, your heart still calls back to

That you can still come back to

And I suppose for some that's true

And some days I too wish that were my truth

But move after move left my heart stretched out over all four quadrants

How painful to be spread so thin

Wishing only for where you cannot be

I don’t know when it happened or when I decided to make it so

But somewhere along the way I knew

Truley, surely, and absolutely

That my home was not a place

But instead a person

Body, spirit, and soul

The quantum arrangement creating me

The temple that I will rest in for the entirety of my life

There is a constant to be found in the commonality of my presence

That I will never leave me

I simply cannot

No matter how I may try

I will always find myself right back where I started

If I am to travel west then surely my whole self will go

If I am to return east my body could not make it without my soul

I am a common thread

With everything else changing I found comfort in that simple truth

So I set up camp in the depths of my spirit

I lit a fire and warmed my cold hands and weary feet after their long search

I made a bed of peace and watered the garden in my mind

I built a world with everything I could ever need

I found my home in me

No -

I made my home in me

What a blessing to know no matter where I am

I am at peace

I am safe

I have everything I need to be comfortable and entirely myself

I am home

I am home

I am home

I always have been

I will spend all of my days on this earth in a place I know the ins and outs of and yet am still continuing to discover

A place that I have re-learned to love

From the top of my head to the tips of my toes

I am home

I am home

I am home